Moths On Fire

We tend to seek

Genesis
[1] In the beginning God created heaven, and earth. [2] And the earth was void and empty, and darkness was upon the face of the deep; and the spirit of God moved over the waters. [3] And God said: Be light made. And light was made. [4] And God saw the light that it was good; and he divided the light from the darkness.

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This book will contain good thoughts about this life. Some refreshments and recollections to gather. Some I read from others books. Some occurred to me out from what He has inspired in me. God is the source of all goodness. I wish to share and uplift up one's spirit. Whatever you are going through this life, soon it will end. We will all meet the end.

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For today, if this book happens to find you, or you happens to stumble upon this book rather, I am delighted.

I delight from the fact that you wish as well to read something that you might have most need at the time. Come on. We all need refreshment in this life. The world is full of noise. It is enough.

Please, let us just be silent for a while.

Once, I asked myself who am I.

It was nice to ask myself and act like an idiot in this way but it is therapeutic. It helps to relieve the burden of just letting the thoughts stumble upon other things on my head.

Perhaps, that's what you need to do like now.

Just ask yourself, hey me. What are we going to do in this life? Ever considered about the whole scheme of things? What do I care about the stars except that they stay there, they die but shine all the more? What is this earth that no matter how scientist seek life on other planets, this earth -- this planet where my feet rest, is the only one that can sustain life?

What on Earth am I here for? {I got that one from The Purpose Driven by Rick Warren by the way.}

I just can't help myself now. I know I am tending to one point alone. I wish to understand. Don't you have the same desire? Don't you want to know the truth? What is the beginning of life? Why is there death?

What if I die now?

I shall be like all else that dies. I shall be like plants that wither from lack of water and cultivation. I shall be as still as the undisturbed water in the lake. I shall be like a rotten animal.

When I die, I will be placed below the earth, until I rot and decay and become myself the earth of this Earth.

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Pondering things leaves us stunned by a bouquet of wonder.

Wonder therefore, and seek more, that we may live our lives in meaning.

There sure are things that will be left unanswered when we die, but at least before that definite time comes, we lived our life from the answers we seek and the ones given us.